So my favorite line is probably
"he disappeared outside without a shadow
the red man waved me a silent goodbye"
my LEAST favorite (though ti feeds into the rest of the piece, and its overall strengths WHICH include repetition) would be:
"the red man sat and had tea with me
the red man told me to be free"
I think if the flow/meter here is tweaked just a bit or perhaps the diction is leaned into a bit more in an unconventional manner I'd really enjoy that.
Now I got a sneak peak at the impetus behind this poem, or the reason you wrote it, and I REALLY liked it - it and this both gets me excited to read more of your work but for me...
The red man was very much a symbol of... a lot of potential things! Additionally the color red itself can be really near and dear to me in its own ways, and it often ties into so much I believe (not to mention its long wavelength). AND SO: I got sensory flashes of my own times in my old apartment or perhaps my room, I had images of being lonely with my tea and so much ennui I could scream and just... I felt a lot of what I'd experienced before but-
I ALSO GOT MORE! But it's hard to describe. I owe the more odd flashes probably to the depth and generality of the symbol used (which seem to contrast in a way delightfully I think). But I got a lot of other sensations I couldn't quite describe, and particularly ones that...
I'll leave it at that while I marinate! I'd like to see more devices but it may hurt some of the charm? Let's see what the future brings! I don't think any 'one' poem can really offer it all, and what this one offer feels good!